Jacqui Thewless Poems
|161.||The Fader Of Heven, By P. Maxwell Davis. (For Betty)||6/20/2013|
|163.||A Good Poet Is Also A Weaver||3/3/2013|
|164.||For Troy Anthony Davis 2||9/22/2011|
|167.||Scottish Sonnet: Grangemouth (For Betty)||10/25/2013|
|169.||9 Haiku For My Kids||6/6/2014|
|170.||For The Girl In The Shelter||7/3/2009|
|171.||Strange Thoughts, Tonight.||7/30/2009|
|172.||Blessing For Your Heart||9/23/2009|
Comments about Jacqui Thewless
Love’s loss is
There will be no recovery
of the thing that is lost –
whatever shall I call it? –
something prime, key, critical,
In feeling this
I’m not alone.
Millions of people every moment every day -
old wo/men, children, teens, our mothers, fathers, friends -
have this invisible
enclosure ripped away.
only has short use, now. We should expect it
to flick out,
the instantaneous blast
to rip our homes apart, the after-shock
to break our hearts,
the loss of what makes him, him,
or you, you ...
Poem For Jimmy
Gone is the Garden, O!
and all her loveliness brought down in one wee blink of time:
seed-harvest to the four wide widths of space blown freely;
the great Ash uprooted and a cavernous ground.
After the outpouring dark sky’s lashing
and this year’s winds, unleashed,
there is nothing left of flowering fields
and the green has given up its ghost.